 ::squawks:: Rhinestone Ravvie
Trism was growing a bit bored. They had their list, they just needed to give it to Braxnton. He pulled out his Beech wand, pointed it at the brain tank, and then started moving it in a circle. The brains in the tank started swirling around making the lights in the room dim a bit. He stopped his wand and the brains stopped. A moment later he was focusing on one particular brain spinning it around. Soon small tendrils of thought seeped from it as if wrapping it in a cocoon. “Mmm….”
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